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Post by Nal on Dec 8, 2019 23:40:02 GMT -8
The majin grinned to her fellow majin, shaking her head. This would take some clever wording to work. "Not yet! If you slag that mountain now, we'll be bored real quick. Let the peoples inside get out... or us get in first! We can fight them one, maybe three at a time and have more, longer fun that way, yeah?" - yep, that would do! Hopefully. "And I have a bonus objective, too! There are non-butterfly people inside and if you manage to not break any of them, you get an extra plate of food later. Plus it makes things more fun and challenging. Always good to challenge yourself and train more, yeah? So you can get even better later!"
With that impeccable majin logic, Nal bursted off towards the ground, planning to land down there with Zam. Not quite adapt at landing yet, it was rougher than she planned it to be, but land they did nonetheless. Looking over at the skull robot thing, the majin pointed at it. "Like that one there! We should beat it up and with your awesome power, you can show off without breaking it early! Then save the big, grand, awesome cool thing you wanted to show me for last. End with style!"
To that, Nal's eyes glinted, as she focused her power - the familiar, green aura surrounding her body, one Zam had seen before, but would probably be new to Cade... right, Cade! Nal turned to the man, with a grin. "We can fight the peoples there and then go in and save the non-butterfly people. And once we're all inside, maybe we'll find someone strong for me to show off too! Because..." and at that, the majin grinned broadly, to herself more than either of the two. "I too learned something cool."
The majin had a strange feeling that they were missing something... or someone... but couldn't quite put a finger on it right now. She was too excited, too happy. Friends and showing off!
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Post by Majin Zam on Dec 10, 2019 4:23:55 GMT -8
Much to Zam’s puzzled disappointment, Nal didn’t agree with this idea either. She craned her head upwards, bending her neck in a way only a Majin could. “But-!” Her immediate protest was smothered beneath a wave of reason and sensibility. Luckily the two demons shared a similar, simplistic vocabulary, so the explanation actually got through. She blinked, picking up the most important words like fight, fun and food. Going in all punchy punchy did sound like a lot of fun... After a brief moment of pondering silence, broken only by the crackling of energy, she finally chimed again. “Hmmm... Okay!” She lowered her hand and the gathered ki dissipated harmlessly. Disaster averted! Yay for Majin logic!
Roughly two seconds later the duo landed. Crash landed. Luckily slamming against ground was barely an inconvenience for the rubbery creatures. Zam for one found it hilarious. “Nyeheheheheh~!” Giggling gleefully, she sprung back onto her feet. After a long streeetch, her body snapped back into its correct shape. Her regeneration had gotten even faster since the last time she had faced a certain martial artist. She gazed up towards their goal and excitement twinkled in her eyes. Her odd aura was beginning to grow stronger, flickering around her frame like pink flames. Hearing her friend’s words splashed fuel into the excited blaze.
When the gray Majin addressed the martial artist, the pink one nodded in agreement. “Yup yup!” She flashed a bright smile. “And if you get scared then you can run away again!” ...Yep, she still remembered how their last fight had gone down. Vaguely. Of all the things the scrambled little head could hold, that memory just had to be one of them. Worse yet, there wasn’t even a hint of mockery or malice in her voice. It chimed with that childish innocence. She punctuated her encouraging words with comforting patting, unless the proud warrior avoided her. “Is okay to be weak!” Pat pat pat pat pat. Then again, weak was a relative term. Especially when it came from the mouth of a monstrously powerful kid.
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Post by Tolvur-Q12 on Dec 10, 2019 20:34:13 GMT -8
Bryce needed some time to himself, and while Nal, Zam and Cade were all off in the direction of the people he assumed to be red ribbon affiliated, he actually feared something for the first time in quite the long time. His makers.. well, at least the people who would know of him. His creator had died by the hands of one of his own creations, which was kind of ironic and something he swore he read in a book once.
But if this people were to know of him then maybe they could help him unlock some more of his systems? The ones he didn't have unlocked yet, like how Nal was being able to fly, he wanted to know if this was something his body could replicate in some way. Though this entire tangent was based off of the simple hope that they would actually assist him, and not somehow recognize their mistake and decided to reel him in before it was too late. After all, he hadn't reached that dream state yet he knew others did which happened to be the very thing they were all scared of. Including Bryce, really. Converting your mind to a prison? No thanks. A life of eternally seeing your friends wither away without being able to do anything about it was enough to make someone go mad, the insanity part would just be adding fuel to the fire at that point.
It took a few moments for him to realize that, with how Cade and Nal had been treating him they would have his back and it would only be fair if he had theirs. Besides, with their team of three people there wouldn't be much they couldn't overcome. Well, three, there was also the matter of Zam, who seemed more like a poorly guided missile than anything else. Though even that could be turned into something positive; they couldn't very well catch Bryce if their entire operation was blown to bits by a bubble blowing monster disguised like a.. whatever Zam was. Majin, sure, but how could one describe that without using the word majin?
His legs then took him back to where he noticed Cade was on his big and apparently not edible bird. His gaze also went up to the sky to Nal holding on to the other majin, and suddenly a pinch of jealousy came over the monk. Why was she able to fly, when he wasn't? He chose not to dwell on that thought for long though and looked back at Cade, who had shown he was on Bryce's side earlier when Zam mentioned they should dismantle him. Maybe he should stop being so stoic for a change and actually accept that he wasn't alone here.
''I appreciate what you did back there.'' He told Cade. ''With Zam and all. I think she has beef with me because I beat her some time ago..'' Vandross kept up with the animal walking next to him, refusing to just hop on even if he was asked, because he wanted to walk for as long as he was still without the ability to fly. He'd seen Nal do it, and now there would be no rest until he could do the same. ============ WC: 543 TWC: 7343
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Post by darthlunchbox on Dec 11, 2019 18:50:53 GMT -8
Cade looked down at Bryce as he drew up by him and nodded companionably to him, "Sure thing, man. I mean, you seem like a good enough sort of fella. I know that pink one that calls 'erself Zam is as black as they come. I'm letting it slide because Nal is my friend and is going to point her at someone evil this time... but there's going to come a day of reckoning for the villages and towns she has destroyed. Maybe after this is done we can travel together for a bit, see what kind of trouble we can get into." He walked alongside Bryce and looked down at the door and looked at the giant robot and the scattered people around the door as he absently scratched at the side of his face. He was startled when Nal started flying down and abruptly crashed into the ground. He started to step forward, concerned for Nal if not Zam, but they popped right back up, giggling.
He listened as Zam told him that they needed to fight the butterfly people.. He shaded his eyes and saw the reversed R's on the robot skull looking thingy. They did look a bit like a butterfly he had to admit. It looked like the folks walking around down there had the same insignia on. He smiled at Nal's declaration that she had learned something, "cool" and said, "Something cooler than flying? That's hard to believe, Nal. I have a few new things up my sleeve too, maybe we'll get to show off for each other." Cade's fist cracked as it suddenly clenched into an intensely tight fist; Zam was accusing him of running from their fight. He didn't step back from her patting, he had resolved not to give one step or even one inch to this creature, who was both the same and so different from Nal. He said, "You don't remember what happens to good, do ya? That's all right. I was weak when we met the first time; from that weakness I have rebuilt myself into something much stronger. We'll fight again one day and I guarantee you'll remember that. Now's not the time though..." He turned down towards the red butterfly people and looked uncharacteristically impatient as he said, "Let's get down there and do this. There's no point in holding back with the four of us, yeah? Come on, let's go free some people and get Bryce some answers."
Cade slid down towards the people below somewhat recklessly but managed to make it to the bottom unscathed if not stealthily. He was on his feet and charging forward, confident his allies would be right behind him as the people turned towards him and started pulling guns and weapons out. Cade lifted his hand and shot an energy blast at the nearest person with a gun, knocking it from their hand as he hit a man drawing a sword with a flying jump kick to the face. He stomped quickly down to make him release the sword and kicked it away before he ducked and punched him two measured times; he should be out for the count. He turned to survey what the others were doing so he could help...
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Post by Nal on Dec 14, 2019 7:39:21 GMT -8
For a moment at least, Nal was silent. She wasn't talking, rambling, chatting or anything - she just grinned. It was a fight. With friends. And with her able to show off some new, awesome stuff. That was all she needed right now - a goal, something to do, because now that she achieved her stuff... she would need to think on what next. There was one idea, that she had with this untapped reserve of power inside her, but... it would need thinking. Already, she was awful at actually aiming her punches and there had to be something that could help with this.
And it was a good thing to focus on. Maybe she could finally fly off to find Kiryu? Maybe... but there was one more thing she wanted to do before that. But that thing was for later, now - they were fighting. And Nal decided to leave the big robot for Zam. She knew her friend needed a big target to play with, so the gray one focused on the smaller ones - humans, mostly... actually almost exclusively humans. She wondered if they didn't like anyone who wasn't that? But this wasn't a problem for her to care about. She merely rushed forth... soon jumping up the air and bursting through it, flying headfirst into a man - who got struck in the stomach with the majin's extended fist and sent flying towards the mountain they were guarding. Someone else nearby had a gun flung off their hands, someone else got kicked, several people ran out of a huge, steel door in the wall, rushing towards them all, seeing one of their own flying back to the wall only seemed to awaken a zealous flame in their eyes, as the bunch rushed forward, against the technoman, the pink menace and the rider of the inedible bird. Nal, meanwhile, flew with the man he punched (making sure he stays out!) and then stood in front of the huge, steel door. Looking up at it... imagining what is behind them.
And deciding that, while the rest are dealing with the soldiers, she will open the way in. And so, the majin closed her eyes and one of her hands - into a fist. Focusing energy...
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Post by Majin Zam on Dec 15, 2019 3:11:17 GMT -8
Zam’s cheeks puffed with frustration when the Mister Funny Hair accused her of... not... something something good. Well, he was wrong! And dumb! She was super good at many things. Like fighting! “I’m gonna beat you again! Nyeeeh!” To underline her point, she stuck out her tongue and blew a raspberry at him. ...Good talk. Luckily Nal’s promise of having fun was still fresh in her mind. It directed her frustration towards a more important target.
While the more sensible members of the uneasy alliance all took a tactical approach, the smallest one swept a curious stare over the enemies. They all seemed so small and weak... Except for... Her attention focused on the massive machine that was beginning to move. It stomped closer, taking aim with its weaponized arm. A hail of machine gun fire rained across the battlefield. The little Majin’s eyes started twinkling like tiny stars. A single word left her lips.
“...Mine.”
Suddenly the odd aura erupted into a massive blaze. A strange sound drifted in the air. Getting closer. “...Minemineminemineminemine...” Barely a second later a pink blur dashed past the fighters and the soldiers so quickly one might’ve thought it was flying. Resembling a tiny comet, the excited creature slammed right into the huge robot. A massive crash was followed by a jubilant shout. “Mine~!” Bathed in the unstable energy, she tore right through the protective chest plating and got herself stuck inside the machine. Only her legs were left dangling outside.
Unstable sparks crawled across the robot’s frame as its hull integrity was compromised. It retaliated by gripping the legs and trying to rip the intruder out. ...Only for said legs to stretch like bubblegum. No amount of yanking did it any good. A cacophony of metal echoed out as the trapped girl started thrashing around. One after another important components and safety measures were broken. More sparks cascaded around the metal monster. Then, there was a pause in the chaos. An ominous one. Soon her muffled voice chimed. “Ooh, what’s this one do?” The machine sparked once more aaaand...
Boom.
Pieces of scrap metal rained down, followed by one Majin covered in soot. She bounced off the ground, already back on her feet. “Yaaay! I got one!” She was helping!
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Post by Tolvur-Q12 on Dec 15, 2019 5:12:21 GMT -8
Somehow it hadn't even registered with Bryce that some semblance of a fight had begun, and it started with a few loud bangs and seemed to end with that Zam girl climbing inside of.. one of the red ribbon robots? The mandroid moved away from Cade without a word and then found himself in front of a giant steel door and next to a Nal who seemed to be doing something with her fist. There was some power coming from her, but he didn't think it was going to be enough to open a door. But then again, he didn't know what a door needed to be broken. For all he knew she wasn't going for a simple punch but a giant blast like he had seen Zam do earlier. And on that note, he stepped back a bit, assuming the blast was going to be unstable like that other time with that other majin, maybe it would strike him. That and Nal was easier to move away from than Zam. She got the worst of him to bubble up, so avoiding that was easier than confronting it.
He backed up quickly and felt himself bump into someone, turning around to see a few human-like beings with crossed arms that looked at him with scowls on their faces. The welcoming committee? Whatevver they were, there wasn't much energy to be sensed. Or at all, which was reason enough for Bryce to turn around. Androids? Like him? Was this how people sensed him? They just failed to do so until he was right up in their face?
But as the mandroid looked at the others he felt this wasn't really the moment to think about things. Sadly, not thinking about things was something he was unable to do, because moments like this.. he sighed. And within the moments of that sigh he would catch a fist aimed straight for his face. There was a smile on his own, and he opened his free hand as the second one charged his fist toward Bryce as well, which he dodged by nimbly twisting his enitre body, and in turn almost breaking the wrist he was holding.
One of the men fell to his knees as the mandroid then released his hand, his second fist that was opened like a claw charging up towards the kneeled mans chin. The fingers dug in and flung the man up in the air with a mixture of blood and oil streaming from his lower jaw.
Turning to the other he did the same, his claw against the chin. But instead of allowing that man to fly up he would grab him by the neck, only to slam it against the other that had just landed.
Oil streamed down his hand, and as Bryce looked at it he could hardly contain a chuckle. ============== WC: 475 TWC: 9116
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Post by darthlunchbox on Dec 16, 2019 14:52:47 GMT -8
Cade hopped up from disabling the man he had taken down and saw a good sized group heading towards Nal at the door.. He glanced around and saw Zam doing her thing on the giant robot, Bryce had destroyed a couple of... robot fellers it looked like. They were bleeding.. or more properly leaking he guessed, oil not blood. Nal seemed to be doing something at the door, so Cade decided to watch her back. He charged to intercept the group of 6 men, legs pumping and getting him close enough so that he could do what he planned on... As te group of men drew within 15 feet of Nal, A flickering figure appeared among them and starting throwing punched laced with explosive ki. Flicker, Boom... Flicker, Boom... Flicker, Boom... Flicker, Boom... He had taken 4 of them down almost faster than they could track his movements. He moved among the rest of them, cracking one in the face with his elbow, dodging the second one's counter punch and grabbing his wrist, heaving him into the last one standing. He moved over to them and sent a few swift kicks to their heads, making sure they stayed down for a bit. He nodded in satisfaction and moved to join Nal.
He stood behind her and turned towards where he had come, taking a sentry position. He called over his shoulder, "Gotcha back, Nal. You need anything or you good?" He waited for her answer and scanned for any threats approaching. He guessed he would have to let Zam approach even if she was a threat to his eyes... but other than that. He crossed his arms and spread his feet a little in what had probably been the stance of bodyguards since the beginning of time. Just wish I had a pair of really nice sunglasses to pull the look off he thought to himself, amused.
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Post by Nal on Dec 16, 2019 23:04:30 GMT -8
Crashing, thrashing, exploding and dripping of stuff resounded around Nal, footsteps charged her and were interrupted by a flash of ki. Excited, greedy shouting, clanging of a robot being dismantled from within and finally - blow up, tossing another majin to the floor like a rubber ball, with just about as much effect. Thudding of bodies, dismantled and smashed in by a technoman, his quiet, somewhat menacing chuckle. Sounds of fighting, bodies hitting the sand and friendly banter. All this happened around the majin, which she promptly ignored.
The focus on her powers was too important right now - and they were building up alright, the majin grinning to herself as it happened. Surge of power may not have been as volatile and powerful as Zam's mountain-breaking orbs of flashy pink, or as rapid as Bryce's onslaught of strikes, or as flashy and showy as the explosive punches of Cade. But it was her own thing, one that she learned. One she was strong enough to pull off - and that was enough. The majin grinned happily. Time to show off!
"I've got this." - she said, more to herself than as a response to Cade, though a few words did get to her through the haze of power. And then, she extended her fists, slamming them into the metal. And... nothing happened to the door. Not until a couple dozen of ghastly, green images of Nal appeared a split second later, all slamming their fists into the towering door at the same time, with the green hue of her mystical aura. A couple dozen powerful hits at the same time, despite the faint delay, did the job. The door creaked, dented in a lot of places - then, with a loud shriek of metal, the hinges gave in and the colossal door turned inwards, toppling with a crash of metal on stone. Much to the chagrin of people behind it - in a long corridor, with a few rooms to each side, there were people there. More android guards, more people with guns, two more robots on the way to the door already - and a couple cages. All empty at this moment.
"See?"
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Post by Majin Zam on Dec 17, 2019 22:49:22 GMT -8
A familiar tingle of rising energy tugged at the pink Majin’s horns. She glanced around curiously. Ooh, was that...? Luckily, her gaze found the friend just in time to see something COOL. Her lips formed a little o of wonder. As always, she was hoping for an explosion. But instead she got... a slam. The golden stare blinked blankly. However, the barrage that followed made her jaw drop. “That’s... so... COOL~!” Eyes twinkling she bounced in place and praised her friend. Briefly, as was in her nature, she also wondered if she could do that too... Buuut the idea was quickly crumbled up and tossed into the trashcan in the corner of her mind. She had always been more pew pew than punchy punchy.
Shaking off the layer of soot, the chaotic creature sprinted towards the newly opened doors. “Dibs! I call dibs!” It was a super important rule she had learned from her demon friends, one that meant she got to pick first. And what was she going to pick? Everything. She rushed past her friend, headlong into the corridor. Roughly two seconds later she was slammed against a wall by one of the pirate robots. “Eep!” A squeak left her lungs as she was squashed flat. Yet... Those with honed senses could tell her power just kept rising... When she fought, her raw energy was nearly endless. For better or worse.
Suddenly a shrill whistle pierced the air. Like someone had forgotten a teapot on the stove. Gouts of steam rose from between the cracked wall and the robot’s arm. A pink hand squirmed into view and took aim at the foe. Glimmering energy sparked around the splayed fingers, gathering into a glowing orb before the palm. Resembling a shotgun blast full of glitter, a bright burst of ki tore through the robot’s arm and shoulder. The small menace popped free from her bind and puffed her body back to its usual shape. “That won’t work~!” Understandably bright flashes and shouting were pretty distracting for the rest of the foes. Many of them made the mistake of glancing away from the door...
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Post by Tolvur-Q12 on Dec 18, 2019 8:25:58 GMT -8
Bryce, being as preoccupied as he was, did not notice what Nal did exactly to knock down the door, all he knew was that she did because as he turned around he found a huge hole where it should have been befrore, and a Zam rushing in while shouting she had dibs. Just like that she went into the middle of pretty much the entire base, a base full of automatons no less! Those wouldn't be able to help Bryce in any way, but he was happy to see Zam being slammed against a wall. That got a grin from Bryce, one he quickly stifled as he looked around to see if anyone noticed.
Slowly he moved forward, in no rush to help the majin in peril as he looked around the space she was in, with every set of bionic eyes in the building on her, or so Bryce assumed. Thing was, that as much as the mandroid looked he would not know what to look for. Nal said that people got kidnapped, and that meant that maybe they had the answers that he needed.
So Bryce, or number eleven, took advantage of all the robots being distracted and decided to sneak into a room that was straight ahead. The door was easy to break down just by smashing into it with full force, it created a loud bang, but it did get him through.
Through into a room with one scientist in it who was busy rummaging through all kinds of papers that looked to be schematics. ''Stop it!'' BVryce yelled out as he saw one pass with the number 11 on it. The scientist looked at him in shock and jumped a bit, realizing only now for the first time he was not alone. This resulted in the papers flying through the room and the scientist falling to the ground, a gun pointed at the mandroid.
''Shoot me if you want.'' Bryce almost taunted as he moved to look at the papers that were still on the desk. ''But I suggest you don't waste a bullet and shoot yourself.'' ================ WC: 352 TWC: 10502
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Post by darthlunchbox on Dec 19, 2019 7:45:56 GMT -8
Cade whirled around as Nal punched the door and saw nothing had happened... he started scratching at the side of his head.. Wonder if we all hit it at the same time? Maybe one of these fellas has a key... When Nal seemed to split into a lot of Nals for a second and all punched the door at the same time. THAT did the trick nicely, it crumpled and flew into the bunker with a mighty crash and boom. Cade was in shock and trying to process what he had seen as first Zam bounced in, then Bryce followed not far behind her. Cade shook himself to dispel the shock and get his muscles moving again. He trotted to the entrance beside Nal and peered inside.
Zam was unleashing a brightly sparking ball of explosive ki that he knew all too well at a mech holding her against the wall. Bryce was slipping into a room through a busted door. Cade shrugged and said to Nal, "Guess we'll just have to whoop ass till they give up. Going in!" Cade charged into the door and flickered into the nearest crowd of androids, loosing a stream of explosive punches that took them down. Next he moved to trie to tackle one of the other mechs, but was intercepted by a group of human guards with the butterflies on their chest. He sighed and dropped into his stance as they clumsily tried to attack with fists and truncheons. He swayed around most attacks, taking openings to kick and punch them with no mercy. Soon enough, they were layed out in a heap, and he continued towards the mech to face it; but it proved to be a little more... problematic. He used his agility to monkey his way up to the top of it and started kicking at it's guns and the door while dodging it's reaching arms. If nothing else... he sure had it distracted. He took a chance to raise his left hand to his mouth and emit a large whistle, signalling to Nal, "I got it distracted, Take 'er down, Nal! Use your sword on it!" He reached out in front of the optical sensors and shot a few blinding burst of ki before he went back to pounding on the top of it.
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Post by Nal on Dec 22, 2019 4:00:14 GMT -8
"Right!"
One word, one request, one thing Nal could do. Taking her sword in hand, the majin rushed forth at the giant robot, grinning widely. Though the robot's pilot wasn't dumb and saw the distraction coming, what with both of them shouting out their intent, it wasn't prepared for the majin to fly. And thus, the swat the huge machine made went low, far too low for the rush of the small, gray figure flying at it at ridiculous speed. And slashing.
One robotic arm fell, clanging heavily on the floor, causing panicked shouting and flailing inside of the machine's cockpit.
But Majin Nal didn't notice that. She rushed right past, into the rooms, to seek for the imprisoned people. Not this room... not this room either... this one had a loud bang coming from it, this one had Bryce and some scared man in a lab coat, this one was the kitchen, the next one had bunk beds, and the-
The gray girl stopped mid-air, a perfect stop she never managed before. And then rushed two rooms back, to see the kitchen - and a HUMONGOUS mass of meat on one of the platters. She flew right to it, grinning ear to ear, tossing the label that said "Turkeysaurus" away - and instead, beginning to use her innate majin instinct to season the thing - then sear it with green-tinged ki blasts. Regulating her power, to not destroy the meat.
Nal did promise her team a meal and she would deliver. Seasoned, roasted gigaturkey, with some mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce, a sweet brand of potatoes for some reason and a lot more tasty food. And Nal was going to make it tasty and amazing and great for everyone. With candy after that! She had a quick thought that there was something else she was supposed to be doing, but whatever that was clearly wasn't that important if she forgot about it. Right?
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Post by Majin Zam on Dec 22, 2019 12:51:39 GMT -8
Bright flashes lit up the area like fireworks show. Pieces of scrap scattered like shrapnel. Blast after blast, the pink Majin kept tearing the robot into tinier and tinier chunks. “Nyehehehehee~!” Her gleeful cackling bounced between the corridor walls, instilling an odd sense of terror in any soldier who wasn’t equally mad. And few were. Eventually only the machine’s head remained, it’s jaw stuck wide open in shock. She lifted it up, grinning mischievously. “Nyeh hee~! Serves you right, you big bully.” The head sparked. Aaand blew up. It left the girl covered in soot again and sporting a fascinating hairstyle. Very... explosive.
After Zam’s eyes stopped spinning, she shrugged and tossed the ruined metal chunk over her shoulder. She was already searching for the next thing to punch. As she spotted the next group of meanies, her manic grin widened. In turn, the brave and noble soldiers ran away screaming. A terrible mistake really, because now the girl thought they were playing tag. And she played for keeps. Dashing after the fleeing foes, she stretched her arm towards the closest one. The poor man was dragged to his doom kicking and screaming. A heavy crash echoed across the facility, while one of the walls got a new, distinctly human-shaped hole. “Caught you~!” And the crazy chase continued.
Several crashes later, the pink menace came to a screeching halt. A wonderful scent tickled her nose. Something smelled delicious! It brought memories flooding back, specifically the ones where Nal had promised her free food. She had best hurry so she got the first pick! Buuut there was just one tiny problem... She was... kinda... maybe... lost. In her haste, she had rushed through several hallways, doorways and a couple of walls. And now she had no idea where she was. The smell of food was filling her head like thick fog, making her already questionable judgement even worse. An imaginary light bulb flickered with an idea. She took aim at the wall, grinning at her own genius. If she couldn’t find a door to the food... Then she would make one! Good plan, great plan~!
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Post by Tolvur-Q12 on Dec 22, 2019 14:23:37 GMT -8
Finding the right amount of quiet was hard to accomplish, because between himself, the scientist who was rattling the gun in his hand like a dog's chew toy, and the complete orchestra in the form of 2 majins and a human behind him, there was none! He did find some papers of use to him, labeled with all sorts of numbers he swore were production numbers of him and the other androids, except when he rustled through them and hastily picked them up, one fell to the ground and showed him the number 53. It stifled him for a bit, but also kind of made sense. 11 androids that were made to 'save' everyone.. maybe they never meant for them to help humanity, maybe they were there to stop the defunct numbers.. in which case..
''How far back does this go?!'' Bryce called out in frustration as he looked at all the papers in his hands, seeing numbers as high as 300, though that was only what he was willing to take right now. ''Did they lie to us?!'' His words were now turning into those of frustration as his eyes shot to the side, finding the scientist who was still dismantling the gun through vibration alone, but apparently willing to listen.
The mandroid, still trying to focus through all the explosions behind him, put down the papers on the desk and turned to the scientist, who had pieced together what Bryce was by now. The gun was now pointed at his own head because of it, and the trigger quickly pulled though Bryce acted with such speed that he was able to crush the barrel of the gun and stop the bullet from ever coming out. ''Tell me!'' He was commanding this man more than anything, but it seemed that somehow this scientist had gotten some kind of cyanide pill of sorts, since as soon as Bryce began talking then man went limp.
So the bullet was a distraction.. Bryce let his body fall to the ground and turned to go pick up the papers of those 300 androids. But not before throwing a tantrum in the form of a loud scream and a fist-sized hole in the wall through which he could see Nal doing.. something with food? If he wasn't mad enough by what had just happened to him he would be by seeing something tend to their food in the middle of a fight.
But saying something was not what he did, and instead he just silently shook his head and gathered the paper he wanted to take. His first step out though was met by a searing blast of something hitting him, doing nothing but leaving behind a trail of smoke and.. burning paper..
Looking at the source was a robot with a size which made him severely doubt those others. Or maybe this thing just popped up out of nowhere. In any case, Bryce, now more angry than before, simply rushed forward and wrapped both of his hands around the head of the robot before proceeding to try and press his hands together. The sound of the metal being compressed was satisfying, but there was also a sound that told Bryce that maybe this thing was an exo skeleton, and there was a man inside of it whose skull was now being crushed.
But Bryce didn't stop. And even worse, he didn't even stop to think if he should. ================== WC: 575 TWC: 12143
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